The carriage traveled northward, bumpy for several days, and the three of them arrived at Yong'an County without waves, and rested temporarily at an inn in the city.

Out of Yong'an County, further north is the endless grassland, named North Cangyuan, which is one of Xiao Feng's recent destinations.

And before entering Beicangyuan, Xiao Feng naturally had to be prepared.

The night was quiet, and there was a breeze that circled through the corridor courtyard, blowing the branches of the courtyard swaying and shaking off a few pieces of peach powder.

Tuk-tuk.

A clear knock on the door echoed in the courtyard.

Squeak –

The door to the guest room opened, and it was a baby-faced boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Little wind?" The young man snorted unexpectedly, reacted again, and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I was a little surprised to see you come to me for the first time." ”

"Hmm. Xiao Feng nodded, smiled and said, "Come and talk to you quietly." ”

"Coincidentally, I have this in mind. Nangong Qingya hammered his palm, said happily, and suddenly became depressed, "By the way, I will say goodbye to you." ”

Nangong Qingya's trip this time is only to ask for swords, although there are many masters in Beicang Yuan recently, but the realm is too high, it has exceeded the level of Nangong Qingya's ability to ask swords, and it is meaningless for him to go there.

"What about going for a walk?" Xiao Feng didn't seem to care about the second half of Nangong Qingya's words, blinked, and said with a smile.

"Hmm. Nangong Qingya immediately nodded, and shouted, "I'm going to clean up first, right away!"

"Don't worry, there's a lot of time. Xiao Feng smiled slightly and said softly.

"Yes. Nangong Qingya shouted in a long voice, but there was still a crackling noise in the room.

The smile on the corner of Xiao Feng's mouth became thicker, and he looked up at the night sky.

There is no moon in the night sky, but there are stars in the sky.

It's quiet and it's beautiful.

It didn't take long for Nangong Qingya to come out of the room.

The two of them wandered among the peach groves.

Nangong Qingya has been saying, from his origin to his past, from staggering to today's sword can be handed out very quickly, from being forced to learn all kinds of things when he was a child to now reluctant but not resisting and distending.

Xiao Feng listened quietly, not expressing his opinion, nor talking about his past, just smiling or nodding.

I don't know how many times I turned around in the peach forest, Nangong Qingya finally stopped talking, but for some reason she burst into tears.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, there was no comfort, he just stepped forward, broke a peach branch from the peach tree, and swept it casually.

Like a sword handed out, the sword intent between heaven and earth rose sharply, and the peach blossoms in the garden moved with the sword intent, and suddenly scattered like ashes, spreading in circles.

He turned to look at him, smiled, and said, "I don't know much about swords, really, but you do." I hope that your sword in the future will be very pure, and you will be as pure as you are today, even if you can't do it, at least you can think of what I am saying now and think of your past self when you occasionally think of today in the future. ”

Nangong Qingya blinked blankly, a little stupid, or he was already stupid when he saw the young man like a random sweep of a sword.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, shook his head, ignored him anymore, and turned around and walked out of the peach forest.

As soon as he came out of the peach forest, Yu Yi came out of nowhere, "Young master!"

"Did you hear that?" Xiao Feng turned his head to look at him and said calmly.

"Please punish the young master. Yu Yi Huoran half-knelt on the ground and said solemnly.

"Get up. Xiao Feng waved his hand, "I know you didn't mean it, who came?"

Yu Yi stood up, "Ye Fan." ”

"Him?" Xiao Feng was surprised, "What is he doing?"

"I don't know. Yu Yi shook his head.

Xiao Feng was silent for a few breaths, and suddenly sighed, "Go meet him." ”

"Yes, young master!"

Xiao Feng and his group rented a separate courtyard in the inn, so naturally there was a front hall, and Ye Fan in Yu Yi and Xiao Feng's mouth was waiting in the front hall, a scholar in a green shirt with an elegant atmosphere, and a big black dog lying at his feet.

"Xiao Feng, how are you doing lately?" As soon as Xiao Feng walked into the front hall, Ye Fan stood up and asked.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, "Scholars are the most important etiquette, and Brother Ye has lost all the Sven of scholars." ”

Ye Fan didn't care and waved his hand, "I was reminded by you a few years ago, I don't care about these red tapes anymore, what does it matter to me whether Sven is or not?"

Xiao Feng tugged at the corners of his mouth.

To say that for this scholar, Xiao Feng can't say whether he should feel guilty or what.

At the beginning, people wanted to gain fame and fame, but in the end, they were reminded by Xiao Feng's sentence of "Half a life in the sea of eunuchs, how many people can really get out of the mud without staining?"

After that, Xiao Feng knew more and more, thought more and more, and gradually not only thought from a rational point of view, but also learned to empathize, and he realized that he really didn't have a backache when he stood and talked.

But no matter how he persuaded him, this scholar was determined to drill the horns of the bull, and he would rather work all his life than make a name for himself.

Ye Fan continued, "Besides, doesn't Xiaofeng not care about these at all, why am I so polite to you?"

Xiao Feng was a little crying and laughing, and suddenly asked, "Have you figured it out?"

"What?" the scholar blinked, and suddenly reacted again, "I think it's not bad to be an idler, anyway, as long as you don't have to worry about food and clothing, this life is so leisurely, carefree, and whatever you want, how good." ”

"Okay?" Xiao Feng muttered, slightly hooking the corners of his mouth, "Then Brother Ye came to me, what's the matter?"

"Oh, there's something to ask for your opinion, it's not a big deal. Ye Fan said casually.

"Listen up. Xiao Feng nodded slightly and said.

"But" Ye Fan looked around.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, "Uncle Yu, Xiyue, you go out first, is it okay?"

"Yes. Yu Yi said in unison with a Qingyue female voice that came out of nowhere.

Seeing Yu Yi's back disappear into the twilight, Ye Fan retracted his gaze and suddenly sat upright.

Xiao Feng blinked.

saw Ye Fan suddenly raise his hand.

A teacup flew into his hand out of thin air.

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, "You"

Ye Fan smiled slightly, "You will too, won't you?"

Xiao Feng lowered his head and was silent.

Ye Fan said softly, "We are the same people, and this world is just like you and me, come with me, okay?"

Xiao Feng was silent for a long time, then looked up at him again, with a complicated expression, "Why?"

"What do you want to ask?" Ye Fan said softly.

"You, me, why is this happening?" Xiao Feng looked directly at the scholar, and said in a slightly trembling tone.

"If you come with me, you'll understand. The scholar said seriously.

"Can you come back?" Xiao Feng asked after taking a deep breath.

The scholar fell silent for a moment.

Xiao Feng suddenly smiled, his smile was indescribably bleak, "Over the years, I have always thought that I ruined your life with an unintentional word, but now I know that you did it on purpose." ”

He looked up at the scholar directly, his eyes calm, "So, you should have known my identity a long time ago, right?"

"Yes. The scholar nodded, "The Sixth Prince of Xifeng, I have been paying attention to you since you were born. ”

"So you're the same as those people?" Xiao Feng took another deep breath and said calmly.

"It's not quite the same. The scholar shook his head, "They only know that they are left to fate, but I don't believe in heaven." ”

Xiao Feng smiled again, "But I don't like it." ”

"I don't like to be someone else's pawn, a puppet, or even be used by others, but you're just like them." ”

"No, Xiaofeng, you misunderstood, can you calm down and listen to my explanation?"

"Nope. Xiao Feng shook his head calmly and said with a smile, "Recently, I met a teenager who is a little like me, but he is smarter than me, he forces himself not to think too much, and forces himself to have no heart and lungs, so he lives a very easy life although he is unhappy." I thought, if I hadn't thought too much, would he be like that now?"

He shook his head, "I won't be able to, I'll live worse than I have now, and I won't even have a chance to resist." ”

"Xiaofeng, you," the scholar said in a panic.

"You don't want to tear your face with me yet, you can go. Xiao Feng sighed and said tiredly, "I don't believe in fate either, so I'll fight again." ”

"You don't have the right to fight," the scholar said loudly, "no matter how you fight, you will forget everything, and in the future, everything you have, your persistence now, will be meaningless." What do you spell?"

"So what?" Xiao Feng suddenly raised his head and said in a firm tone, "What I don't like, no one can force me, unless I die." ”

(End of chapter)